Outside Of Time



On the Ink Mountain Range, Xu Qing and the captain were fleeing rapidly in the sky.

More than half of their blood-colored armor had shattered and their bodies were covered in shocking injuries.

Many of the wounds had rotted and their auras were extremely weak.

They even had some fatal injuries on their bodies. One of Xu Qing's arms was limp, there were several holes in his stomach, and the location of his heart was badly mangled. It seemed like it had exploded and he had barely managed to keep it together.

The captain was in a similar state. There was a serious wound on his kidney area, and the most serious injury was on his neck. It was as though it was about to split apart.

However, it had to be said that the vitality of the Black Heaven Race was tenacious. Even with such injuries, they still sped with all their might while the black blood kept splattering on their way.

It was as though death was nothing to them.

Shan He and the others were chasing after them furiously.

Kong Xianglong wasn't around. He was speeding in another direction at full speed, rushing toward the place where the signal had come from.

As they chased, the murderous auras of Shan He and the others filled the air. From time to time, they would perform hand seals and attack with powerful spells.

Booming sounds continued to echo at this moment. Xu Qing and the captain were also extraordinary. At that moment, a cold glint flashed in the captain's eyes and a large number of spears instantly transformed behind him, whistling toward the back.

This wasn't a spell of the human race but an illusion spell of the Black Heaven Race. Its might was astonishing.

Xu Qing's counterattack was even sharper. As a sharp glow flashed his eyes, he abruptly turned his head. Immediately, the black light in his eyes lit up and actually turned the area behind him black. It was like a black spot that had appeared in the sky and rapidly expanded into the shape of a palm as it grabbed at Shan He and the others.

The darkness inside seemed to be able to devour sunlight. In the blink of an eye, it reached thousands of feet and looked very astonishing.

This scene caused the hearts of Shan He and the others to tremble. They almost thought that they had encountered the true Black Heaven Race.

The captain's heart skipped a beat. This method was a genuine Black Heaven technique.

Amidst the rumbling, Shan He and the others had no choice but to dodge. They used their full strength to disperse the black light, but Xu Qing's attack wasn't over.

He suddenly stopped. When he faced Shan He and the others, his breathing was hurried. The black light in his eyes flickered again, emitting extreme black color.

He slowly lifted his right hand and grabbed fiercely at the three of them.

Under this grab, a powerful spiritual energy erupted into the sky, causing Xu Qing's simple grab to possess physical strength. However, it wasn't like the black hand but… was for control!

In an instant, the body of Shan He, who was at the front, trembled and a hint of struggle appeared in his eyes. However, this struggle quickly dissipated. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Chen, his eyes revealing a ferocious glint.

The blood qi in his entire body directly erupted. His body seemed to be out of control as he charged toward Wang Chen.

This sudden change caused Wang Chen's expression to change drastically. Night Spirit was also shocked.

The two of them didn't have time to chase anymore and quickly blocked Shan He. Night Spirit didn't hesitate to spit out a mouthful of blood in her demon transformation state and transformed into a blood sword that slashed in front of Shan He.

This was a technique that specialized in dealing with spiritual control. At this moment, Night Spirit instinctively thought of the method to deal with the innate talent of the Black Heaven Race that Kong Xianglong had told them.

With this slash, there was a loud rumbling sound as though an invisible thread had been severed.

Shan He trembled fiercely as he recovered. However, his expression was incomparably dispirited and his eyes revealed horror.

Xu Qing's mind buzzed and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Exhaustion appeared on his face and he fled rapidly without turning his head.

When he passed by the Holy Wave Race's convoy below, he didn't hesitate at all. His expression was cold as he raised his right hand and grabbed the ground.

Immediately, the four-legged behemoth's entire body trembled as it was grabbed. Its body seemed to be crushed by the void and it distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it collapsed into a badly mangled state. Its life force was forcefully extracted.

Xu Qing inhaled and fused this vitality into his body. The fatigue on his face clearly dissipated a little. Just as he wanted to continue, Shan He and the others chased after him again.

Xu Qing let out a cold snort and suddenly waved his hand. Dozens of Holy Wave Race cultivators rose into the air in horror, along with seven to eight four-legged beasts, and were thrown toward Shan He's group.

Their eyes instantly revealed hatred, as though there could be no peace between them.

After doing this, Xu Qing sped into the distance.

The captain was a little dumbfounded. Xu Qing's performance surprised him greatly and it didn't match his plan. However, he quickly reacted and suppressed the waves in his mind as he sped along with Xu Qing.

They quickly left.

In the air, the anger of Shan He and the others filled the air as they attacked. Amidst the rumbling, the bodies of the Holy Wave Race members who were swept over instantly collapsed and were destroyed by the three of them.

However, the strange thing was that not a single one of these Holy Wave Race members let out a scream. Even their last glance before death was still filled with hatred.

On the ground, with Xu Qing's previous attack, the Holy Wave Race's convoy was already in chaos. The remaining Holy Wave Race cultivators were all shocked. Even the Golden Core cultivators inside were anxious and their expressions rapidly changed.

At the same time, the youth with the combat strength of six palaces suddenly rose into the air.

"Sword Holding Palace, we are the convoy of the Holy Wave Race's Zenith Nation. We have the token of your Fenghai County's Marquis Yao!" As he spoke, the youth quickly took out a jade slip and pinched it. Immediately, a rune manifested in the air.